"Good," was the doctor's answer. "I will have to go to the Richardsons' home about five-thirty. I have been there once already this afternoon, but will need some help when I go there again. I know it is past your hour but I hope you can come with me. Miss Doyle, who is the nurse I called for, is on another case, so I cannot get her."
"I shall be glad to go," replied Mary Lee.
"I thought you would," Dr. Payson remarked.
At five-thirty the doctor and Mary Lee drove off. It was about fifteen minutes' ride to the Richardson home.
"The child is ailing," the doctor informed her. "It isn't teething and it isn't the ordinary children's ailments. I wanted them to get a specialist in children's diseases, but they insist on having me. It isn't very serious, but you will have to help me and possibly hold the child's attention while I do a little prying."
The anxious mother was waiting for them.
"Is the child any better?" the doctor asked.
"He hasn't seemed to be in pain but he has a high temperature," answered Mrs. Richardson.
"Well, it isn't anything serious or it would have been apparent by now. So we needn't worry. Mary Lee will give the child this laxative and if he isn't normal in two hours, please let me know. You needn't send for the specialist now. If you had sent for him earlier, you would have saved some worry, for he probably would have realized that it wasn't serious where I simply made sure."
"Well, I'd much rather have you make sure than have anyone make a quick guess," answered Mrs. Richardson, much relieved.